This
one hundred year rare snow is in Toronto, Canada, allowing many flights to be
cancelled at the International Airport. I was waiting at the airport to change
my flight. There are a lot of passengers, like me, waiting in line to change
the flight. About 30 minutes, I got a new boarding pass, but I had to wait for
a day at Toronto Airport.
Photo by Bo. W |
At
eight o 'clock in the evening, I can board the plane. Waiting room outside the
cold weather, snow-capped, walked through the gate, I was sitting in my seat on
the plane. The plane reached the clear stratosphere through the clouds and
began to move steadily. When the plane took off, the discomfort had faded,
bursts of sleepy hit, I entered the dream in the sky. The occasional airflow
shook the fuselage, I only slept in the cradle, in the clouds, in the sun, and
I had a beautiful dream...
Photo by Bo. W |
At
9:30 in the morning, I finally arrived at my destination. I flew all night in
the sky. I don’t have to change plane anymore. I felt very happy and relieved.
However, the weather in the South did not make me excited. The morning sun was
pressed in the thick clouds and shot out a light without temperature. There is
a sudden drop in the weather, and there is not a little warmth. I also have to
wear a thin down coat. This winter, it is so cold.